Ok so about three weeks ago I was driving home from Kroger (after saving a bunch of money of course 
and I heard a scream. It was a horrifying shrill…almost like a death cry. It scared me at first. I looked around and I saw no one. But I could still hear the panic screaming of something ready to die. And then I saw her…
She was lying on the side of the road ready to be hauled off to her death. I was shocked someone was ready to discard her like a piece of trash. I got out of my car and looked her over. She seemed to be in good condition. Nothing a little TLC wouldn’t fix. Sure she was old and beaten but she was still alive. Her drawer was broken, her knobs missing but she was solid. So I told her to stay still and I would go get help. I went home and told my husband he must help me with my rescue mission. Tim, being the supportive husband that he is, begrudgingly got up and drove me back to her and he helped me load her in the back of the car. Immediately she felt hopeful.
and I heard a scream. It was a horrifying shrill…almost like a death cry. It scared me at first. I looked around and I saw no one. But I could still hear the panic screaming of something ready to die. And then I saw her…
She was lying on the side of the road ready to be hauled off to her death. I was shocked someone was ready to discard her like a piece of trash. I got out of my car and looked her over. She seemed to be in good condition. Nothing a little TLC wouldn’t fix. Sure she was old and beaten but she was still alive. Her drawer was broken, her knobs missing but she was solid. So I told her to stay still and I would go get help. I went home and told my husband he must help me with my rescue mission. Tim, being the supportive husband that he is, begrudgingly got up and drove me back to her and he helped me load her in the back of the car. Immediately she felt hopeful.
I got out a vacuum and cleared out her disease (spider nests everywhere) . I gave her a bath and then lightly sanded her (she said it hurt just a little). I coated her with two coats of paint, sanded and scuffed her up a little, drilled new holes, added new hardware, and put a layer of paste wax on her to protect her from further deteriorating. She is so lovely in our spare bedroom. You can see the smile radiate from within her. She is home, where she belongs.
P.S. For directions on how to distress furniture click here http://www.hgtv.com/hgtv/ah_moneysaving_ideas/article/0,,HGTV_3129_2080819,00.html
I’m so thankful you know first aid and were able to save her. So many would have driven right on by. They would have felt helpless, not know what to do to save someone in such a poor state. But you, Beckie, you made her BEAUTIFUL!
wow!
i love what you did!!!
it looks great.
lindsay
my impressive, crafty little friend…you never cease to amaze me. Nice job. She looks so cute in the room with that comforter. I shall have to come and visit her someday and keep her company in your guest bedroom.
you rock! nice job. I would have driven by thinking…man how could someone just dump that by the road…and be on my merry way. You have a vision and you DO IT!
Wow! What a difference! Another thing to add to the list of items made by the talented hands of Rebecca! Dad says that he has to watch out….before long you will be teaching him how to do wood projects. He really was impressed. Good job!
What a great find and you make it from shabby to chic. Great job.